Chapter 502 - 502: Heavy Snow, Returning (5)
I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Although Sang Pengcheng was unwilling, he could only listen to his daughter.
He waited for Sang Qianqian to tell Sang Minglang everything that had happened in the past year.
Afterward, Sang Minglangâs expression was already extremely solemn.
He couldnât imagine how his sister had survived the days when she was threatened by Ruan Xiaodie, forced to separate from Shen Hanyu while being pregnant, and how she had put down her pride and gone to A Country alone to beg for Shen Hanyuâs forgiveness, only to return aloneâ¦
He looked at her with a complicated expression. After a long time, he raised his hand and patted her head.
âShen Hanyu doesnât want you and the child, but the Sang family wants you.â
âWith Big Brother here, no one will dare to bully you and your child in the future.â Sang Minglangâs voice was rarely gentle.
Sang Qianqian felt a little sour. Her brother was rarely gentle to her, but once he was, it was really touching.
She rubbed her eyes and said, âAlright, Iâve said what I needed to say. Can you go change your clothes so we can go home now?â
Sang Minglang smiled and stood up, âOf course.â
When he came out after changing his clothes, there was another person in the ward.
Sang Minglang was slightly surprised, âItâs you?â
Zhang Xue frantically avoided his gaze. She turned around and whispered goodbye to Sang Qianqian and Sang Pengcheng. âIâll be leaving first then. Goodbye.â
âItâs New Yearâs Eve today. We have to eat a special dinner.â
Sang Qianqian refused to let her go. âLetâs go to our house tonight.â
Zhang Xue quickly rejected her. âNo need. You guys should hurry back.â
Sang Qianqian pulled her along. âDonât be shy, letâs go.â
âYour family isnât in Ming City. Wouldnât it be boring to celebrate New Yearâs Eve alone?â
Sang Pengcheng said kindly, âLetâs go to our house. It will be more lively there with us.â
After Ruan Xiaoshuang left, Sang Pengcheng asked for a few more nurses to take care of his son.
However, Sang Qianqian insisted Zhang Xue to stay, and since the latter seemed to be very willing to take care of Sang Minglang, Sang Pengcheng didnât say anything else.
This girl looked young and didnât talk much. She always lowered her head.
However, it had to be said that she really did her best to take care of Sang Minglang, and her actions were also very polite and measured.
As time passed, Sang Pengchengâs impression of her was quite good.
Thinking about how Zhang Xue was also the daughter of a good family, he could not help but be grateful for her kindness. She had come to Ming City alone just because she liked her son and waited on him by his bedside every day.
Therefore, he took the initiative to invite her to the Sang familyâs residence for the new year.
âThank you, Uncle Sang. However, I really canât go.â
Zhang Xue tried her best to find an excuse. â1-1 still have to pack my luggage. Iâm flying back to Yuecheng tomorrow morning.â
As soon as she said that, she quickly realized how clumsy this excuse was.
âHow long will it take to pack your luggage?â Sang Qianqian immediately said. âIâll help you pack later.â
âLet Minglang go. You still have to take care of your child, Qianqian.â
Sang Pengcheng smiled kindly at Zhang Xue. âTomorrow morning, Iâll get Minglang to send you to the airport.â
âNo, no, thereâs no need to send me offâ¦â
Zhang Xue was practically incoherent. âI can do it myselfâ¦â
âHeâs just sending you off. Whatâs the big deal?â
Sang Pengcheng smiled and said, âYouâve taken care of Minglang for so long. Forget about sending you to the airport, he should even send you back to Yuecheng.â
âArenât you leaving tomorrow? We can decide things by that time.â
Sang Minglang, who had been silently watching the three of them refuse each otherâs suggestions, couldnât take it anymore. âLetâs just go eat first.â
His tone did not allow for rejection, so Zhang Xue had no choice but to follow the Sang family into their car.
***
Forty minutes later.
Once Sang Minglang reached home, he went straight to the second floor to see his little nephew.
Sang Qianqian smiled and looked at Zhang Xue. âYou havenât met my child, have you? Letâs go and take a look together.â
She pulled Zhang Xue upstairs as Sang Minglang was taking the child from the nanny.
He carried the child according to the nannyâs instructions. His arms were as stiff as a robot and he did not dare to move at all.
Sang Qianqian was amused. âBrother, you look so funny.â
âThereâs a first time for everything. 1â11 get used to it slowly, wonât you?â
Sang Minglang didnât argue and replied very seriously.
He looked at the child in his arms. The child also tilted his little head and looked at Sang Minglang curiously. Suddenly, he grinned and seemed to want to say something.
Sang Minglangâs heart was about to melt from the cuteness, he hugged the child and refused to let go.
After a while, he suddenly felt a warm sensation on his hand, and the babyâs pants were wet.
âLooks like you really love Uncle. You gave him a big gift the moment you met him.â
Sang Minglang handed the child over to Sang Qianqian to deal with. He finally had the time to pinch the childâs chubby cheeks. âUncle will remember this debt.â
âDonât pinch him.â
âYou canât pinch him.â
Sang Qianqian and Zhang Xue spoke almost simultaneously. Their gazes met, and for the first time, Zhang Xue pursed her lips and smiled.
âWhy not?â Sang Minglang asked doubtfully.
âBecause a babyâs face is thin, and his parotid tissues are not fully developed.â
Sang Qianqian told him about how to raise a child. âIf you pinch his face too much, he will drool all the time. Itâs easy to cause saliva rash and mumps.â
âThis is the first time Iâve heard of it.â
Sang Minglang suddenly understood and found a way out for himself. âI really donât know since Iâve never raised a child.â
Sang Qianqian smiled. âXiao Xue also has never raised a child before. However, I chatted with her for a while, and sheâs very knowledgeable about raising children.â
Sang Minglang looked at Zhang Xue, âI didnât expect you to be so knowledgeable.â
âActually, I only know a little.â
Zhang Xue explained embarrassedly, âI helped my cousin take care of a child before, so thatâs why I know all this.â
Sang Qianqian was slightly surprised. âYouâve even raised a child before?â
Zhang Xue nodded. âMy cousin is very close to me. Sheâs six years older than me and got married early. I often went to visit her and take care of her children.â
She was indeed telling the truth, because she was much more skilled than Sang Minglang in carrying the child.
Moreover, she was very good at coaxing children. She spoke softly and the baby loved to play with her.
âXiao Xue, you will definitely be a good mother in the future.â
Sang Qianqianâs heartfelt words made Zhang Xue blush.
That night, the Sang familyâs New Yearâs Eve dinner was unusually sumptuous.
It was a rare reunion, mixed with a return to the old residence, and the joy of having a new family member.
After the dinner, a splendid fireworks feast bloomed in the courtyard.
That night, not only was the family bustling with activity, but the entire Ming City was filled with fireworks and firecrackers. It was late at night, and everyone was laughing and talking.
All the suffering seemed to have faded away on this night.
Amidst the sound of firecrackers, everyone was filled with new hope. They silently wished in their hearts that this new year would be better than the old one.
Sang Pengcheng was in a good mood, and couldnât help but drink a few more cups. He also said a few words to Sang Minglang that he wouldnât have said if he was sober.
âRuan Xiaoshuang is a good girl. Unfortunately, sheâs not fated to be with you.â
When Sang Minglang sent him back to his room, he patted the manâs shoulder and instructed, âZhang Xue is also a good girl, you have to treat her well.â
***
Sang Minglang drove Zhang Xue to her hotel amidst the fireworks..